Guest guest Posted November 22, 2006 Report Share Posted November 22, 2006 The Cowboy Boots > Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping > one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy > boots? > > He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her > pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't > want to go on. By the time they got the second boot > on, she had worked up a sweat. > > She almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, > they're on the wrong feet." She looked, and sure > enough, they were. It wasn't any easier pulling the > boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to > keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots > back on, this time on the right feet. > > He then announced, "These aren't my boots." > > She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face > and scream, "Why didn't you say so?", like she wanted > to. Once again, she struggled to help him pull the > ill-fitting boots off his little feet. No sooner had > they gotten the boots off when he said, "They're my > brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em." > > Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But, > she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to > wrestle the boots on his feet again. > > Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are > your mittens?" > > He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots." > > She will be eligible for parole in three years. The Cowboy Boots > Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping > one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy > boots? > > He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her > pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't > want to go on. By the time they got the second boot > on, she had worked up a sweat. > > She almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, > they're on the wrong feet." She looked, and sure > enough, they were. It wasn't any easier pulling the > boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to > keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots > back on, this time on the right feet. > > He then announced, "These aren't my boots." > > She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face > and scream, "Why didn't you say so?", like she wanted > to. Once again, she struggled to help him pull the > ill-fitting boots off his little feet. No sooner had > they gotten the boots off when he said, "They're my > brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em." > > Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But, > she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to > wrestle the boots on his feet again. > > Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are > your mittens?" > > He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots." > > She will be eligible for parole in three years. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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